78 **It Will Fi

Eros noticed my unease since my eyes kept flitting from his handsome face to his impressive length several times in the span of mere seconds.

"It will fit." His words seemed final.

He kissed my chin endearingly, and a rakish smirk bloomed on his silken lips when he glances down at me with a sly glint in his eyes.

I don't really know if his words could be trusted, not that he's ever lied to me.

But what if he was just saying that?

I really don't want to be in the hospital explaining to the doctor that he had managed to rip me in two while we were in bed.

How embarrassing would that be?

Eros shifted closer and angled his hips downwards until the tip of his hot shaft rubbed against my wet slit in a slow up and down motion that made all the hairs on my body stand on end again.

And all floating thoughts quickly dispersed at that one pleasurable sensation.

The sparks immediately erupted against my sensitive skin, especially now that I had already cum once, and I couldn't help the choked whimper that left my mouth each time his thick girth slid across my swollen nub.

At this point in time, my eyes could barely open when I noted how his gaze was settled heatedly onto our slightly joined flesh.

The head of his shaft rubbed against my clear juices and coated the foreskin of his penis with a silken shine that glimmered in the light.

Eros eased two long fingers inside of me only to quickly remove them.

He stroked his wet fingers down his engorged length and rubbed my juices along the entire shaft in preparation of what was to come.

I nervously licked my lips and tipped my head back to let him seal his lips tightly over my own in a battle of tongue and teeth.

Then, he slowly pushed forward and sank inside me. I could feel my body open for him, parting for his entry with a burn of sparks that pricked my skin all over.

After the first couple of inches, the bulbous head breached an obstruction and became stuck in my entrance.

Eros' lips moved from mine, kissing against my hot cheeks when he lifted my thigh upwards and spread them further apart, probably to help him enter easier.

With a sharp thrust from him, the entire shaft was buried inside of me in one deft push that made my eyes burn intensely.

He was quick to kiss me again, easing his wet tongue into my mouth and entangling our bodies further together.

By now, tears were leaking down my face when I broke away from the kiss with a pained moan.

Oh fuck.

This hurt a lot more than I had thought!

My entire body tensed and my fingernails dug into his forearm.

He sprinkled light kisses across my entire face in comfort, but I couldn't stop the urge to get away from the cause of my pain.

Why didn't ever tell me that this would hurt so bad?

Everyone always made it out to be extremely pleasurable and completely painless!

Even romance books always made sex seem magical and beautiful in a way not known to reality.

"It'll only hurt for a little bit," he whispered against my temple, kissing my nose and licking the tears off of my face with complete care and delicacy.

"Don't...Don't move yet." I croaked out, even though I knew that he wouldn't.

I felt like I would explode if he moved in the slightest.

We were an extremely tight fit and it felt like I had been stuffed to the brim.

Any more and I would probably tear at the seams.

I really don't understand why some woman would want their male over-endowed.

It seemed too painful already.

At my pain, Eros' fingers found my breast, fondling it while pinching the hard point with one hand, obviously trying to ease the pain.

His other hand slid down between our bodies, leaving a trail of electric sparks behind before finding my clit and rubbing with enough pressure and friction that the pleasurable sensations started building up again.